Banjo (we called him "Boo) was the sweetest, kindest, gentlest, most loving kitty that you could ever want. I loved him with all of my heart and soul. He was my baby boy, and I miss him so much it tears me apart.
He was adopted from the ASPCA in October of 2003 at three months of age. He has a sister (Rainbow) that he loved very much. He also shared his home with a younger male kitty, Grayson, for the last eight years. He was so gentle. He never scratched or bit anyone, including the vet. I always said he was a lover, not a fighter. I've never owned a cat that was so well behaved, and I've owned A LOT of cats. He was a lap cat, loved to be cuddled.. curled up next to me in bed, and so incredibly beautiful. Those eyes were simply breathtaking.
He was also easily the smartest cat I've ever owned. When it came time to take medication, all I'd have to say was the word "ear" and he'd go to his spot on the bed, put his head on his paws, cock his head to the side, and wait patiently for me to rub the medication into his ear. He would stay as still as possible until we were done. He trained himself. I had nothing to do with it. This is just one example of how smart he was.
He was happy and healthy most of his life, but unfortunately in his old age he developed hyperthyroidism. Though the medication kept him going for around three years, the disease eventually took it's toll. On March 30, 2019, he fell asleep in my arms for the last time. I had to let him go. He was three months shy of his sixteenth birthday.
Boo, I always said you were my angel. You were simply the best behaved, sweetest, and smartest kitty I've ever known. Now you've finally got your wings. You are free. I will never forget you,
I love you so much. ❤
July 4, 2003 - March 30, 2019